Here we go again...

#2.

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It meant you're welcome.

Last night was strangely nostalgic. To see him on stage, doing what he loves to do, my mind couldn't help but be taken back in time ( Read more... )

I'm in love with Street Carnage. Enough said.

(Why do things have to change? It seems like we always do this.)

...Is this the last time?

What a night last night was. Good people around, good drinks, funny costumes. I don't really get a kick out of Halloween like I used to. Maybe because I knew I had to be up at 3:30 in the morning for work.

July couldn't come soon enough.

Can't wait.

I'm terribly happy.

Good lord, someone pinch me.

Here's hoping this works for the both of us...

Otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I lost you.

I did what was right for me, but it feels incredibly wrong.

It's silly how a complete disaster can make you realize how important the tiniest things are in life. Today my entire apartment flooded, thanks to the idiots upstairs. All the ceilings are caved in, my bed, pictures, books, all of our furniture, destroyed. I start a new job teaching tomorrow, and I can't even sleep in my own house. Those who aren't ( Read more... )